"I got that token back." Bedivere walked into Logan's laboratory and put the gem [Lion Heart Certificate] on the table: "What should we do next?"
"Ah, you're good to come." Master Mage Logan put down the flask in his hand, "I just sent a message to the Ivory Tower, inviting a mage who can use necromancy to come and help. He should be here soon."
"Do you really have to rely on that kind of superstitious thing..." Bedivere sighed.
"Psychicism is not superstition, stupid apprentice." Logan said: "At best, it just reawakens the remaining photon thoughts in things and turns them into perceptible information. To put it simply, it is, well,
Is the idea of the predecessors left in the object reappearing?"
"Like conjuring up a holographic image?"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be an image, it might just be a sound, or it might even just be smell or sensory information like cold and heat." The Master said, "In short, you won't know until you actually try it."
"Can Elaine be saved with just some information..." Bedivere was not only more doubtful.
"You won't know until you try it," the old man repeated.
"Captain, a visitor is requesting permission to board the ship." Eve, the ship's artificial intelligence navigation system, suddenly said.
"Take it over and let me see who it is," Bedivere said.
A picture suddenly appeared in front of Bedivere, and in the picture, the dark elf boy Dismond was waiting on the deck of the Dawn.
"Dismond?"
"Long time no see, Captain Bedivere. And Teacher Logan." The dark elf replied.
"Wait a minute, are you the mage in the ivory tower who can use necromancy?" Bedivere couldn't help but wonder: "Aren't you Logan's assistant, doing various research with him? When did you become able to stand alone?
A psychic mage?"
"No, before Dismond became my assistant, he was a well-known mage in the ivory tower. He was proficient in necromancy and time and space magic - just like most elves."
"And the [Time Magic] studied by Teacher Logan is also the ultimate form of time and space magic, and I am particularly interested in it." Dismond said: "Is this answer enough to answer your question, Captain Bedivere?"
"
"...Okay. Anyway, you board the ship first." The werewolf young man said.
"Boarding approval has been approved. Temporary guest privileges have been granted. Please board the ship." Eve said without emotion and opened the passage to enter the Dawn on the deck.
"We'll see you later." Dismond interrupted the conversation and walked towards the passage.
"It's actually that guy Dismond." Bedivere then said: "You definitely did it on purpose, Logan."
"What? Since you can rely on Dismond to do the psychic art, of course let him do it. Wouldn't it be nice to let your fellow apprentices deepen their relationship once in a while?" the old man said with a grin.
"I just don't want to owe that arrogant guy a favor..." The werewolf young man covered his face.
"You don't owe him, it's just little Elaine who owes him a favor." Logan said.
Ten minutes later, the dark elf boy with a handsome face appeared in front of Bedivere.
"Is this it?" Dismond looked at the golden heart-shaped gem in front of him: "You can indeed feel the powerful longing hidden in it. Can you just use necromancy to awaken the longing in this thing?"
"Yes. But wait a moment." Bediwell said: "I just gave Elaine a cup of hot milk mixed with sleeping pills, but Elaine is not asleep yet. Wait until he falls asleep completely, and then put this piece
Put the gem next to him, and then activate the necromancy."
"In this way, he will see something in his dream." Logan said: "Meeting the deceased in the dream... It's really romantic, huh huh."
Bedivere rolled his eyes at the old mage.
"But is this really enough to repair Elaine's defective [Absolute Domain]?" the werewolf young man said worriedly.
"No, it's not enough at all." Dismond said: "At best, it is just a temporary solution to prevent his [self] from collapsing so quickly. But it is necessary to completely rebuild the [self] that has begun to collapse. This way
Doing it is never enough."
"Are you so desperate... Is there any way to save Elaine once and for all?"
"No." The dark elf boy said flatly: "Just like you can't resurrect a dead person, a soul that is already collapsing cannot be repaired. The situation will only get worse and worse until he completely loses his [self]
] So far. If there is really a way to repair a soul that is collapsing, it must be a [miracle]."
Can Elaine be saved only by miracle... This is too hopeless. Bedivere couldn't help but wonder.
"Reminder: The surveillance subject has fallen asleep." Eve suddenly interrupted.
"Let's get started." Bedivere walked out of Logan's studio and walked towards Elaine's room.
Not only Dismond, but also the great wizard Logan also followed.
"Why are you here to join in the fun?" Bedivere frowned and turned to look at the old mage.
"Isn't it bad?" The old man grinned: "Little Elaine is a very typical case of [Absolute Domain Collapse]. I am quite interested in him."
So this guy really used Elaine as a test subject. Is the special concern he showed for Elaine just because Elaine's case is very special?
The three of them walked into Elaine's room. There, the White Lion boy had fallen into a deep sleep. It seemed that the sleeping pills were working. That dose of sleeping pills had little effect on ordinary orcs, but it had little effect on those who had become White Lions.
Elaine is quite effective. His transformation's resistance to drugs and poisons is probably the same as that of ordinary humans.
"It's actually you." Dismond looked intently at the sleeping White Lion boy and whispered in a voice that could barely be heard by others: "No. So many years have passed and the kingdom has been destroyed. Is this your descendant...
…"
"Do you know Elaine?" Bedivere's hearing is more sensitive than ordinary people, and he can somewhat hear the words of the dark elf boy.
"No. It's just a mistake." Dismond said, "Let's get started."
"Of course." Bedivere opened the quilt and placed the [Lion Heart Proof] on Elaine's chest. Elaine was so fast asleep that he didn't even notice that anyone was touching him.
"I'm afraid this won't have a good outcome." Dismond had something to say: "The lion tribe that has been destroyed must have a lot of pain hidden in their hearts that cannot be explained to outsiders. Even using necromancy may not be able to repair it.
A damaged soul. Maybe this is opening up scars and making him hurt more seriously."
"Despite this, you must try." Bedivere said: "Elaine is not as fragile as you think, he is much stronger than you think."
"If you insist." The dark elf boy put his hand on Elaine's chest, on the golden gem, and murmured: "El' Sonda murak, psi onti——"
Bedivere could not understand what the spell was. It sounded somewhat similar to the language of the elves, but it did not conform to the grammar of the elves. Bedivere even suspected that it was Dismond using his own race.
language, self-invented psychic spells.
The surrounding space was gradually filled with a mysterious purple light. The light source could not be found, but there was this ubiquitous light. Then gradually, the light began to wrap around Elaine's body, turning the white lion boy into a
luminous body.
"Hmm...hmm!" Elaine groaned in pain, as if he was having a nightmare.
"Hey, is there going to be a problem?" Bedivere felt something was wrong.
"That is a difficulty that he must overcome by himself, to find his fragmented self in the nightmare memories." Dismond let go of his hand and took a step back: "Whether he can overcome that difficulty depends on his own destiny.
."
Even so, we must try. Bediwell thought silently in his mind.
He has seen Elaine's life through the intervention of spells. He knows the suffering of the White Lion boy, his pain, and his struggle. Having seen Elaine who worked so hard but achieved nothing, and whose hopes were frustrated, Bedivere really can't help it.
Relieve.
The world is not fair. It does not mean that you will get something if you work hard. But after working hard in every possible way, falling down and getting up countless times, and still getting nothing with blood all over your body, it is too uncomfortable. At least, you have to give
Another chance for Elaine to work hard. A chance to grasp hope again.
It was pitch black and empty.
The spirit of the white lion boy is floating in the air.
"Hmm...?" He was in a half-asleep state, completely confused as to what was happening in front of him.
"I, I am..."
"Who am I?" He was confused: "Where am I?"
No one can answer him, this is just a world of nothingness.
Whoosh - pounds!
Following the sharp sound of piercing the sky, there was a huge explosion. Fireworks exploded in the night sky, turning into thousands of flames, changing colors as they slowly fell.
Then came the cheers of people. This was a memorial, a celebration, a carnival.
"What are you doing?" A voice sounded behind Elaine, an extremely familiar voice: "The fireworks display has already started, why are you still standing in the room? Change your clothes quickly and go out to participate in the celebration with us."
"Leo..." Elaine slowly turned her head and looked at the lion boy with an incredible expression.
It seemed like he hadn't seen him for a long time, and it seemed like he had lost him forever. So when he saw him again, he collapsed in an instant and started crying while hugging Leoport.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing, acting like a baby at this time..."
"But, but, Leo...!" He was crying so much that he couldn't speak clearly.
"Okay," the golden lion patted the white bear boy on the back and urged: "Hurry up and change your clothes and go to the celebration. Don't be late."
In the dark night sky, not even the stars can be seen, and the moon is on the other side of the earth, blocked in shadow.
Whoosh - pound! However, fireworks exploded in the sky one after another, and countless beautiful flowers of light bloomed in such a dark and desperate night. They seemed to be burning their own lives, trying to drive away the darkness.
Two children, one big and one small, were sitting on the grass, watching the fireworks quietly away from the crowd.
"It's so beautiful." Leo whispered amidst the cheers of the crowd.
"Well, well..." Elaine, who was very worried, echoed, and now she could no longer focus on admiring the splendor of the fireworks.
"Do you know, Elaine?" The lion boy looked at the fireworks in the sky and continued: "It is said that this festival used to happen every year. But since the mother left, the father rarely held it. He always said what
Extravagance and waste and environmental pollution are used as excuses to refuse to hold this festival. This is obviously the most important festival of the year. It was a festival where people used to use flames to drive away the cold winter in the coldest winter and try to usher in a new life for the world——
[Dawn Festival]. It is thanks to you that my father is willing to hold this festival again. You have always been unhappy after coming here, so I persuaded my father and hoped that we could do something to encourage you. I have been bothering my father for a long time.
, he finally agreed to hold this festival."
"Isn't this...not good?"
"What's wrong? This is a Easter holiday just for you."
"Yes, but..."
"Elaine," the golden lion approached the white bear boy, "cheer up, okay? Holding the [Dawn Festival] again may be just my little willfulness. However, I really hope you can be happy."
This world cannot always be so dark and hopeless. Even in the dark night sky, there must be something that will illuminate it. Please remember this moment, remember everything you see at this moment. I hope that one day, when you are around
Even in the most desperate moments, I still won’t forget the light of the past.
I hope you don’t forget that I——"
The fireworks banquet reached its climax. Countless fireworks exploded in the night sky, illuminating the darkness as bright as day. The cheers completely covered Leo's words. However, what caught Elaine's eyes at this time was not
Those gorgeous fireworks were actually Leoport's eyes as clear as water.
"Leo!"
The white lion man woke up from his dream, and when he got up, he saw a golden gem falling in front of him.
He subconsciously picked up the gem and held it in his hand. He recognized the gem, after all, it was the most precious treasure of the Kingdom of Solis. Now the heart-shaped stone was warm in his hand, like a silently beating heart.
.
"Uh ah ah...Leo..." He held the gem in his chest and howled loudly.
"Is he okay...?" Bedivere, who was secretly listening to the movement in the room outside the door, asked in a low voice.
"Don't ask me." Dismond said: "It's hard to judge from this alone. God knows whether he has regained his strength or collapsed further."
"He's fine, let him be alone." The great mage Luo Gen dragged away the two young people: "Those are not people who have given up everything. They should cry. People who have really given up all hope...even